| I said to you that I was in my darkest ever place
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| And I told you I was struggling
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| But you could only ever play the victim
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| So you went and told your friends that he’s a prick but I’m in love with him
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| Prick or not was crying out for help
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| If you really gave a shit you wouldn’t leave me there to melt
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| Putting tweets up as if I’m tryna benefit myself
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| You can hate me but to blatantly ignore my cries to listen
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| You can undermine my love but never never undermine my health
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| I’d just rather you cheat
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| Yeah, I never called you over night because I’d rather you sleep
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| But you would never do the same because you’d rather I speak
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| You don’t want a heart to love
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| You want a heart you can keep
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| Yeah, and you saw me at my lowest tryna handle my grief
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| So why the fuck you can’t acknowledge when my pains at it’s peak
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| That’s the single fucking reason that I struggle to speak
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| I’m not alcohol dependant it just helps me escape
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| I slip into train of thoughts and then I’m in them for days
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| The way my head would pound it ain’t no minimum wage |
| I know my sister understands and she just know me as James
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| Boys will open up but once they’re over the phase
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| Every time I open up I get it thrown in my face
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| Couple months and my emotions are all over the place
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| This is true all over England and all over the States
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| Mental trouble ain’t a thing that just a story can heal
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| You can post what you want but that don’t mean that you’re real
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| It means you know the fucking person you want people to see
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| How many people do you check on when they struggle to sleep
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| How many people do you check on when they’re quite at work
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| We just stigmatise the truth and tell our idols to twerk
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| All we do is work for money, sell our data to scum
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| Since my best friend passed I’m never buying the Sun
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| This album’s been a mess cos I’ve been lower than low
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| And my only plan of action is fucking go with the flow
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| Slowly cooking all my thoughts
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| I bet they fall off the bone
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| Everybody knows the devil I think they call it a phone
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| I ain’t dropped shit in a minute but they’ll call me the goat |
| And I don’t know if goats can swim but me I’m barely afloat
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| If I die who takes the crown cos I’m the heir to the thrown
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| My biggest problem is myself and when I’m sat on my own
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| I don’t know what fucking happened man I used to be blessed
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| I guess a year can change a lot cos now I’m fucking depressed
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| But cool you probably think they’re lyrics I just get off my chest
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| These aren’t lyrics these are thoughts man I’m living with stress
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| If you saw me at the pub you’d think I’m chatting the most
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| How you cocky and depressed bruv I don’t even know
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| And there ain’t an ounce of fear when I’m out with my bros
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| But anxieties a killer when I’m back in my home
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| I distract myself by chasing after beautiful women
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| I ain’t ever felt depressed when there’s a worldie I’m kissing
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| And to you I’ll say I’m sorry I just wish it was different
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| I didn’t mean to write this song but if I didn’t I’m tripping
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| Imperfection or I’m perfection, that depends if I’ve got space or not
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| Fuck a PCR test and fuck a lateral flow
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| Just play my music and you’ll see if they’ve got taste or not |
| I’ve got new bars smudged up covering my palm like the logo on my angels top
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| I guess I’ll die by my lyrics cos my veins will pop
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| I guess I’ll die by my lyrics cos my veins will pop, yeah
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| I said to you that I was in my darkest ever place
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| And I told you I was struggling
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| But you could only ever play the victim
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| So you said to all your friends that he’s a prick but I’m in love with him
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| Prick or not was crying out for help
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| If you really gave a shit you wouldn’t leave me there to melt
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| Putting tweets up as if I’m tryna benefit myself
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| You can hate me but to blatantly ignore my cries to listen
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| You can undermine my love but never never undermine my health
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| I’d just rather you cheat |